Fourth Pirate's Mother: Giveth hense forth iron tablets to all our sea men of lowlee rank...let them not suffer hense the scourge of rickets or scurvee.

Fourth Pirate: Hello Mum

Enter Walk the Planko and MacBrenda stage left

Planko: Thou shalt be Queen MacBrenda

MacBrenda: Thou shalt get a clip around the ear if you call me Queen again ye wig wearing dimwit. Now where be that blaggard Captain MacDavel? He oweth me a snog fer crushing them Revenue men ta death.

The smoke wafted gently in the breeze across the poop deck and all seemed right in the world.